Met you on the corner, north of 3rd and Vine I was neat, dressed complete, you were killing time Hair blew out the window, hands were on my seat I was looking to get lifted and you were looking to meet Bet you think you're crazy, bet you think you're wild Girl I like your style now, so let's go kick it downtown One flash of your smile, two step on the beat Working all your style on the doormen on the street Grinding out the dance floor, tripping through the heat I was sure I couldn't want you more when you crawled into my sheets